A New Life: The Death Cure (Movie) Newtmas Story

Chapter 1: Saving Him

Warning: I don't remember enough about this scene so it might not be completely accurate (plus I'm adding stuff in), but I'm trying! 

Also, this one is sad :( BUT I PROMISE IT WILL BE OKAY

3rd Person POV

"I'm sorry Tommy." Newt whispered, pulling away slightly to reveal the knife in his chest. His eyes seeming to be cleared and his voice had softened.

"No..." Thomas whispered, "no no no no."

Newt fell back, Thomas quickly catching him. Thomas held Newt in his arms, rocking back and forth, "No Newt, please. Please stay, just hold on." Thomas muttered while crying, but he knew that Newt was already gone.

Thomas heard pounding footsteps, looking up. Brenda stopped dead in her tracks, holding the serum in one hand and holding the other hand to her mouth, tears forming in her eyes.

Thomas stayed silent for a moment, but then stood up, grabbing the gun that had been kicked away only minutes ago. He then walked into the WCKD building.

Minho, Fry, and Gally soon came, seeing Newt. Minho walked up, dropping to his knees. "No... he can't be gone." Minho whispered, looking at Newts limp body.

Brenda walked up behind him, placing hand on his shoulder.

Minho then let his head fall to Newts chest. He felt the slightest lift and fall; Newt was still breathing. Minho gasped, lifting his head up.

"Minho?" Brenda asked, confused at his gasp.

"He's breathing! But only a little bit... someone get me some cloth and the serum." Minho said quickly.

Brenda handed him the serum right away, then turning to Gally and Fry for cloth as Minho injected the serum into Newt.

Gally handed Brenda an over a piece of cloth, then Brenda handed it to Minho.

Minho pulled the knife out of Newts chest, then wrapping the clothtightly around his wound.

"Minho?" Minho heard a weak voice say quietly. He looked to Newts face, finding that Newts eyes were opened slightly.

"Hey Newt, you're gonna be okay. Just please hold on a bit longer, we can save you... you're immune now, we gave you the serum. Just hold on. Please." Minho told the boy, some tears escaping from his eyes.

Newt closed his eyes, nodding the best he could before slipping into unconsciousness.

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Minho and the others had carried Newt to the Plane (was it the Berg? I don't remember), laying him down carefully, constantly checking on his pulse.

When they were trying to get Thomas into the plane, Newt had opened his eyes, forcing himself to keep them open. He needed to know that Thomas was okay.

Once he saw them lift Thomas into the plane, Newt let his eyes close, his lips twitching into a small smile and relief flooding his body.

Thomas was okay.

Sorry it was short... I'm gonna post the second chapter too since I have it prewritten already :)